Well hey! (Andrew's Note: Hi!)
Turns out... blogging every day can be a bit like eating delicious apple pie everyday... eventually you get tired of it. (Who gets tired of delicious apple pie??) Or out of ideas. Or everything you write sounds dumb... kind of like that last sentence. Yes.
Moving on. So its October and we've had a great last two months. I cut my hair super short, school started, and we've spent the last 60 days bemoaning the fact that we're not in London, but other than the usual... we do have some great news!
|Short hair, at a FB game with my band, NOT IN LONDON|
We're preg........ parents! PET PARENTS! (Bahahahahaha!!! We made you think something else!!) Yep, we're now "those people". The ones with 3 dogs. And not just any three dogs. We've added a new breed to the mix. More on that later. Now for Andrew.
Andrew is a 'live-in-the-moment' kind of guy. Planning ahead? Not his style. (Planning ahead takes the adventure out of life.) Which coincidentally makes for messy conversations with Allison .... me. I'm a plan ahead kind of girl. Like everything. I can tell you probably to the minute I'll be doing for the next 2 years. (You think she's kidding...)
Monday October 10th at 8:30 AM? Running 11 miles.
Monday October 10th at 9:35 AM? Regretting running 11 miles.
(Incidentally my plan is the same but I regret it before and after)
Everything is predictable and therefore happy. I like being happy. So you can appreciate my consternation (SAT word!) when I come home from a well-planned day of work and husband says we should adopt a dog. Really? Like another dog? It's been six years with Chile and Won Ton and they still can't "sit" on command, (Nobody can tell if they're sitting anyway!) something tells me another dog in the mix is a recipe for disaster... or more poop. Then he tells me that his life long dream has come true and he found an amazing dog from a local rescue here in Houston.
Which rescue husband?
The Great Dane Rescue of Southeast Texas, that's which rescue.
I'm reading this book right now called "For Women Only: What You Need to Know about the Inner Lives of Men" by Shaunti Feldhahn. And it's really good! I'm learning all sorts of stuff about how to understand husbands that for some reason, was never covered in our marriage counseling. Don't worry babe, by the time I'm done I'll be the perfect wife! (I thought about writing a comment here, but there are few things I could say except "You already ARE the perfect wife" that would not get me sent to said new dog's crate for the night.) [Allison's Note: hehe]
So I'm learning that supporting my man is in fact, something good and necessary. Good stuff right?
... Even when husband wants a Great Dane?
Even when Great Dane is 130 lbs?
Do I get a gold star now? (Ding ding ding!!)
Her name is "Minnie" and she is awesome. (No, really!!) She is huge and beautiful and has the best disposition. Won Ton loves her! Andrew adores her! And I have to admit that she really is growing on me, having only had small dogs all my life.... we adopted her Wednesday and she's doing great transitioning into Redmon-ness. Andrew's in heaven, I've found him asleep twice in the past two days sprawled across the couch snuggled up against Minnie. It seems I've been replaced! : ) No worries though, he's so happy and that's good!
Now for more dog nerd stuff, here's Andrew:
Well. :-) She is definitely wonderful. The wife, not the dog. Actually...the dog is wonderful too, but....nevermind. Yes, I had a dream. That one day I could not have to stoop down to pet my dog. I had a dream that my dog would be able to sit on a couch with her butt and have her front legs on the ground. I had a dream that cars would wreck from staring at my dog walking down the street. I had a dream.
Today, my friends, that dream is reality.
|By the way, Dean Jones went to Asbury!|
She's been fantastic so far. It's definitely an adjustment from little dogs to big dogs, even if you've had them before. Say what you will about dachshunds, but they are clean little dogs. I think watching a Great Dane eat is preparing me to have a baby slobbering on me :-) [Poop?... pee?... how exactly does slobbering compare to these husband??]
Here are a few pictures from the last few days!
|Exploring the yard|
|"Why must you shove a camera in my face?"|
|First car ride. The driver has the unfortunate job of having to look in the rear view mirror...|
|Playing with Jake, the lab-in-law! Watch out Won Ton, I think she likes Jake better...|
|"MINNIE I LOVE YOU MINNIE I LOVE YOU MINNIE I LOVE YOU"|
Good times at the Redmon zoo...er, house.